forever lv.0

Compared with the severe denunciation with clear logic and clear tears, the content is so simple that you can count all the syllables with only one hand, but it is even more difficult for people to find the language to respond.

The expression full of content can make people easily grasp the thread of thinking, restore the logical direction of the parties involved, and then prescribe the right medicine to break them one by one.This process is easier if you are separated by a mobile phone or a computer screen-the inability to communicate face-to-face leaves a gap for thinking and carefully considering words and sentences.

But "communication" is an action that cannot be accomplished by a single object.When one party to the conversation throws out a speech that shows a clear refusal to communicate at the beginning, the process is declared over before it is written to the taskbar.

Kudo put down the phone, and the simple and rude characters of "bastard" still seemed to be vividly reflected on the retina.Seeing the phone screen go dark, he couldn't laugh or cry.

Is this... being hated?

Continuing to stalk and send out news will show that you are not calm, and it is extremely easy to reduce the impact of price drops.Although he really believed that "saying something" was the best way to ease the deadlock, Kudo still chose to remain silent.

Going up against the wind when the opponent's anger value is close to full will only accelerate the burning of the fuse, and head-to-head behavior without investigation is reckless and not advisable.Taking the seemingly correct option for granted may lead to falling into a pre-set trap, and an unexpected hand slip may not be the foreshadowing of a bad ending.

It seems to be a more reliable plan to stand still until more information is obtained, and wait for the opportunity to observe the other party's reaction to this silence, and take this opportunity to think carefully about where you have violated the other party's taboo.However……

In reality, there is no intersection and no contact. As a communication channel, the game has also fallen into a deadlock where one party refuses to cooperate. In the 17 years of Kudo Shinichi, compared with his peers, he is rich, but in terms of a life that is so broad that it is hopeless. In the life experience that is still quite poor, there is no corresponding method that can perfectly solve the problem.

Sighing secretly, Kudo vaguely felt that he, who was fighting alone in an unfamiliar field, needed to consult people in the field reluctantly.

Kuroba Kaito didn't feel any guilt for sending the message that was purely out of vent.

At this moment, he is in the stage of mental laziness freed from the shackles of reason, he doesn't want to think about the consequences of his actions, and he doesn't bother to care what others think of his actions.

If it weren't for the "common sense" left in his consciousness to ensure that he would not kick over the desk recklessly in the classroom where everyone witnessed it, he would sigh indifferently under the eyes of everyone who was shocked or watched the show, "Ahhh I'm just in a bad mood, sir."

He hasn't done it yet.It's just that under the staggered heating of a series of background conditions that can easily cause anxiety, such as poor air circulation and noisy environment, his patience that is on the verge of the limit is about to break through the critical value.

In order not to let the imaginary extreme situation happen, Hei Yu simply followed the previous self-hypnosis behavior, trying to isolate himself from the hustle and bustle of the outside world by sleeping on the desk.

It's a pity that many times, reality never gives the poor guy who "wanted to be alone" a chance.

"Kaito," Nakamori Aoko's face was beaded with sweat as he carried the uncoordinated exercise books for his height, "The teacher asked you to go to the staff room to help carry—"

"...I don't want to go." The voice was indistinct because he buried his face in his arms, but he was sober that he couldn't hear sleepiness at all.

The girl who was bearing the extra weight on her arm was obviously taken aback for the other party's resisting response without even raising her head.

A small area of ​​silence spread in the air.

Realizing that something was wrong, Kuroba quickly raised his head.After seeing the heavy object in Qingzi's hand clearly, he took it and put it on the lecture table without saying a word, murmured "I know, I know--" and opened the classroom door to the staff room.

There was undisguised impatience in the tone, and the sound of closing the door was almost startling.Even the noisiest classmate was silent, and turned to see what happened at the door.

In the corridor where people come and go, Kaito Kuroba walked forward with his hands in his trouser pockets, not feeling that there was anything wrong with his actions just now.

Everyone will have a bad day, and there are more than one or two irritating things in this world, why don't you allow me to be self-willed and do whatever I want.

But when he finally arrived at the staff room, his bored and displeased expression was immediately put away.Even though he couldn't say anything about "a cute smile of a good boy", Kuroba restrained himself as much as possible, and communicated with the teacher calmly.

When it should be restrained, it must still be restrained.

Realizing the difference, Kuroba gradually slowed down as he carried another stack of exercise books back to the classroom until he stood completely still.He looked out the window at the clouds that piled up and the sunlight that fringed them.There was a faint sound of birdsong in my ears, but I couldn't tell whether I really heard it or imagined it.

It turned out that I, who didn't care about the eyes around me and followed my heart at all, could have such a bad temper.

Walking towards the classroom again, he had to admit in his heart that this "long-lost self-willedness" experience was not as smooth and refreshing as expected.

"Hey, Kaito," Aoko asked very concernedly on the way back after school that day, stepping on the oblique angle of the setting sun. "Did something happen last weekend?"

"No..."

"Come on," the negative answer was immediately interrupted, and the orange-red sunlight reflected the girl's serious expression, leaving a silhouette on the side of her nose. "Anyone can see it."

"Today's Kaito, I'm in a bad mood."

"In the game? Quarreling?" Yamada thought that his fate with that legendary classmate was over and that there would be no more interaction. look.

Eyes wide open, speech incoherent.

Kudo looked at the classmate who was tongue-tied and eager to organize his words without expressing much.

It turned out to be wearing glasses.

Even though it was a meaningless detail, I still subconsciously paid attention to it.However, the main mission was very clear, he subconsciously sighed again, probably after this conversation is over, he will still not even remember the face of this NPC.

"That is to say," Yamada finally understood the situation described by Kudo, and pushed the frame of the glasses, "You and your teammates had a quarrel in the game, is that so?"

"That's right..."

"Isn't that very simple?" Yamada spread his hands, "If you really don't like each other, can't you cancel the teammate relationship?"

"Is there..." Kudo sorted out his current thoughts, and expressed the question he wanted to know by omitting most of the facts, "A...reconciliation method on the premise of not dissolving the relationship between teammates?"

And... even if you want to disband the team, you have to ask the other party for their opinions.

"Then you are asking the right person!" Somewhat redundantly, Yamada adjusted his glasses again. "Well—well, things like conflicts are normal, as long as you choose the right way to deal with them, there will be no problem!"

"The correct way to deal with it?" Faced with the overconfident response of his classmates, Kudo began to doubt whether he was asking the right person.

"What's more, you are in the game, so it's easier to solve," the flattered civilian classmate shook his finger, and his tone was even a little complacent, "Use the conflict correctly to understand the secrets hidden by the other party, but you can get a lot of good results." The best time for sensitivity!"

It sounds like some kind of familiar routine.For no reason, Kudo firmly believed that he must have asked the wrong person.

Although the experience based on the other party's speech is completely beyond his poor knowledge in the field of games, a certain instinct tells Kudo Shinichi that it is better to rely on his own intuition to solve the problem.

Galgame, as a game that can accumulate indispensable "life experience" in the interlacing of plots that can't predict what will happen in the next second, provides colorful and rich "emotional experiences" for the broad audience with full or poor lives. experience".

But no matter what your actual combat experience is, after you have defeated the 10000th heroine, you will find that whether it is a classic routine or a new strategy, it is equally unadvisable in reality.

After all, in reality, the strategy methods of various protagonists and non-protagonists are all damn and inescapable, and they vary from person to person.